Yep…it finally happened. Even with the greatest precautions I couldn't save myself...

I've caught the drabble bug. *shudders.*

Argh! I've tried to delay this but I guess I can't hold in my excitement. In honor of the new season of Merlin I've decided to finally start this collection of drabbles/ficlets/one-shots. Although, to be honest, if they end up being drabbles it will be pure luck. I'm too lazy to remember that they are supposed to be 100 words. :D They will be updated whenever I feel inspired ( which should be fairly often.) and said inspiration will be written down. :)

Why didn't I called this 'Inspired Bursts of Randomness?' *clears throat.*Well, here's the reason why I chose this title. There's a song by Sleeping At Last, "Turning Pages" that hadn't caught my attention until I finally heard the last verse.

*stunned silence.*

It goes like this:

"Though we're tethered to the story we must tell,

"When I saw you, well I knew we'd tell it well.

With a whisper, we will tame the vicious seas,

Like a feather, bringing kingdoms to their knees."

That last verse won me over and I HAD to make a reference to it someway, so it became the title! :D

This should be pretty fun! :)

Title: Turning Pages.

Summary: A ficlet miscellany inspired by random music/desserts/quotes/movies or thoughts. No slash.

Inspiration: Random reflection while walking my dog. ;)

A/N: Set on season 1, right after 'The Poisoned Chalice.'

Aim.

When Merlin closed the door- way harder than it was necessary- and started ranting away Gaius knew it would be one of those days.

"Now he throws things at me!" Merlin exclaimed, waving both arms in the air. "I've never met someone so arrogant! I swear he waits for me every morning so that he can torture me!"

"Nonsense, Merlin." Gaius said, not bothering to take his eyes off the book he was reading. "Didn't he save your life just last week? You should be grateful."

"I'm certain he saved me so that he didn't have to look for a replacement." Merlin said, marching angrily towards his little room. "You should see his face sometimes...he enjoys making me miserable."

He kicked his door open but before he could throw himself into the bed Gaius cleared his throat.

"Merlin…"Gaius said, finally looking up and taking his glasses off with one hand. "One has to wonder, for someone who was trained since birth so that he could aim you have a surprising lack of bruises."

Merlin stared at him for a moment before he slammed his door closed.